Everyone in the yard was busy. Mr. Zhuang was busy leading the students to review, Zhou Lizhong was busy leading his younger brothers and sisters to copy the booklets, and Saturday Lang was responsible for cutting the pieces of paper and binding them.

Zhou Wulang asked Liu Gui to find out about other students who were applying for the recruitment, such as where they lived, their approximate family background, and their age.

He also took a small notebook and wrote it down in detail.

Liu Gui took a look at his handwriting and said, "Wu Lang, your handwriting is much better than your fourth brother's."

Wu Lang said proudly: "That's natural. Among our brothers, Lao Liu and I have the best calligraphy."

After all, when I first learned to read and write from Man Bao, he and Lao Liu were the youngest and the most serious.

Liu Gui glanced at his dog-like handwriting and said secretly: At least he recognized what the word was, unlike Zhou Lang, who wrote so fast that even he couldn't recognize it.

Zhou Wulang wrote it down carefully, then looked at the things written in the notebook and figured it out, "The people who have houses in the capital are all rich people, right? And there are people who live in these two inns.

People who have money, but those who live in these inns are people from poor families?"

Liu Gui gave him a thumbs up, "Yes, one of them is a bit special."

He said: "I found out that there is a young master who brought his clan brother to Beijing. His family background is even worse. Even the traveling expenses to Beijing were paid by the clan brother. I heard that he sold the place of another Enzhao to the capital.

My clan brother."

Wuwulang opened his mouth wide, then gave a thumbs up and said: "This young man is really powerful. What is his name? I must sell the book to him tomorrow."

Liu Gui: "...He is so poor, can he afford it?"

"You've even paid for the travel expenses to Beijing, do you still care about these three taels of silver? You have to buy it even if you are frugal on food and clothing." Wu Lang took the place of his Yaomei, thinking that if she were his Yaomei, she would definitely be willing to spend this money, as a scholar.

The thoughts can only be guessed by readers.

Friday Lang geared up, "Tomorrow we will go find this young master first. If we buy it from him, will the other young masters be reluctant to spend this money? By the way, what is his name?"

"Feng Chenxiang," Liu Gui has almost found out the information about the remaining forty-six young masters. He can find out the information in one day. Of course, it's not because he is so powerful, but because this is the most exciting thing in the capital this month. Your Majesty

The meritorious officials who are considerate of their merits and who are not of high grade can later study in the Imperial College. Recently, people have been praising them, so it is not difficult to find out the family backgrounds of the forty-eight princes nominated.

Of course, Bai Shan's life experience is not a secret. Feng Zongping found out soon after returning home.

"After the heroes who were summoned to the capital, there is only one son named Bai. The younger one has been checked. His father was the magistrate of the former Shu County. He died fighting bandits. He has only one son. And he is the one who entered the capital this time.

A cousin of."

Feng Zongping asked, "What's his cousin's name?"

"The person who reported to the Imperial College is called Bai Cheng, and his name is Bai Shan."

Feng Zongping turned to his two friends and said, "It seems that it is him, and he kept it secret from me. Hmph, since we know that my grandfather is the Minister of Punishment, isn't it difficult to find out?"

Yun Xinxuan ignored him and asked his servant with a smile, "How old are they and where do they live?"

Liu Gui was also gossiping about other young masters, and said to Wu Lang: "This Young Master Feng's father is called Feng Jing. He was once a Sima in the army. In the first year of Dazhen, there was a rebellion in the north. He was the first to discover that he was hit by several arrows and still insisted on generalship.

The letter was sent to Liangzhou, but unfortunately it was lost when it was delivered to the person. Your Majesty praised him for his high righteousness. Mr. Feng is his surviving son. He is seventeen years old. I heard that if the court's favor is delayed for a few days, he will be gone.

It’s time to get engaged and get a wife.”

"But I asked around, and the most powerful ones should be Young Master Peng Zhiru, Young Master Lu Xiaofo and Young Master Ren Ke." Liu Gui paused and said, "Do you know how old Young Master Ren Ke is this year?"

Friday Lang: "How old?"

"Thirteen years old!" Liu Guidao: "You are two months younger than my young master."

Wu Lang couldn't quite understand, "...Is two months very small?"

"But my young master is so powerful. He is younger than my young master, and he looks quite powerful. You don't know, but he is famous in the Jinzhou area. I heard that he is from the Lu family, although he is a branch.

But what about Lu?"

Wu Lang couldn't quite understand it. He scratched his head and said, "My younger sister is younger than them all."

Liu Gui: ...can it be the same? Miss Man comes from a girl's family, and their young master has to take the Imperial College entrance examination.

But it was obvious that Wu Erlang couldn't quite understand his pride. On the contrary, he was even more proud because he felt that Man Bao was younger than them, but she was their senior sister. Now Bai Erlang was guided by Man Bao in his homework.

Wu Lang didn't write down these gossips in his notebook. He just listened for a while and found that he had nothing to ask, so he stood up and asked, "Aren't you going to tell Bai Shan what you found out?"

Liu Gui hesitated and said: "Of course I have to tell you, but I just went in and took a look. The young master is still studying. I don't want to disturb you."

Wu Lang looked at the time and said: "It's very late today, forget it, I'll tell Man Bao later and let Man Bao tell Bai Shan."

Liu Gui breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Then I'll thank Wu Lang first."

Wu Lang nodded. After entering the second courtyard, he saw Manbao and the others working hard in the study with lights on, so he turned around to look at Datou and the others.

Zhou Lizhong also led his two younger brothers and sisters to run around the room with the lamp lit.

They wrote less, and their copying speed was far slower than Man Bao's, but they had already written several volumes.

Liu Lang looked at it for a while and said: "Tomorrow morning I will take a few volumes to the inn to have a look. You can copy them at home. If they sell, I will come back and take them with you. If they don't sell, we won't copy them."

Zhou Lizhong: “If you can’t sell it, what should you do if you’ve already copied it?”

"Just keep it, just think of it as you practicing calligraphy, what else can you do?"

Zhou Li choked heavily, and Zhou Lijun raised his head and said: "It will definitely be sold. If not, there will be a big exam next year. My sister-in-law said that for scholars, there are always fewer papers, and they will not dislike the rudimentary and repetitive papers.

"

Wu Lang said: "Scholars are really complicated. Okay, you just copy two more volumes and then go to bed. I'll go talk to Man Bao."

Man Bao had just finished explaining an explanation to Bai Erlang and was waiting for him to understand and recite it. He turned around and saw Fifth Brother wandering around outside the window, so he put down the book and came out.

Wu Lang said: "I just went to talk to Liu Gui. It's not good for him to come in and disturb you. He asked me to tell you that there are three particularly powerful young men who were called to Beijing. One is Peng Zhiru, one is Lu Xiaofo, and the other is Ren.

But Ren Ke is relatively young, only two months younger than Bai Shan."

"By the way, there is a young master here who is particularly miserable, his name is Feng Chenxiang..." Wu Lang briefly explained Feng Chenxiang's misfortune.

Man Bao stared for a while, and when he saw that he had stopped talking, he raised his head and asked, "No more?"

"Gone."

Man Bao secretly thought: You went out for a day and inquired about four people?
Chapter completed!